Red picture

1 min lectură·27 octombrie 2008

Mediu

Fire and gold

run wild on the sky

and flying fishes

swim around your umbrella.

Your mouth is speechless

and quiet as these grey clouds

that struggle to give birth to thunders.

Your dress

is cut up from the red sky,

transparent and dotty,

sewn by the wind.

Your eyes swallowed

all the blue

and your lips are locked

into an imaginary kiss.

A couple of freckles

make your skin shine

as wet grains of sand

spoiled by moonlight.

Your red hair

curled as the crown of trees

floats above your ears,

not trying to escape

but enhance your beauty effect.

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Vicleanu Mihaita. “Red picture.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/vicleanu-mihaita-0026790/poezie/1807550/red-picture

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